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Aug 2019
They say I am not smart,
They say I don't always say the right things,
They say I don't wear fancy clothes.
But, my children say my beauty lies in my soul,
Where bells of love toll.
They always have a hand to hold,
Whenever they fall.
And gently console,
When in problems they call.
14/8/2019
Written by
Salmabanu Hatim  72/F/Tanzania
(72/F/Tanzania)   
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